Chapter 0137

Violet felt devastated, engulfed in a deep sadness.

Then, her phone unexpectedly rang. She glanced at it, half–expecting Lucius, but saw Oliver’s

name instead.

Knowing Oliver’s call wouldn’t bring good news, she decided not to answer.

Oliver didn’t call again. Instead, a different number appeared.

Violet answered tentatively. “Hello, Ms. Violet. I’m Mr. Wickham’s driver. Could you please come

to Island Cafe?”

Although puzzled, Violet recognized the driver’s number and voice.

She prepared herself, and informed Naomi before leaving.

Instead of the driver, her father met her at Island Cafe.

The sight of him caused Violet’s heart to ache sharply. She pondered the meaning behind her

father contacting her through his driver.

Patrick sat in a private booth, his face somber and devoid of any emotion upon seeing Violet. He

didn’t even bother to greet her.

Violet was unsettled, yet there was a small sense of relief that her father cared enough to meet

her.

Her anger and resentment quietly melted away as she softly called out, “Dad.”

Patrick, without a word, stood up and raised his hand.

Slap!

In a swift motion, he slapped her face.

couldn’t fathom what she had done to

you for all the kindness I’ve shown in raising you. From now on, we’re even,”

he announced coldly.

overwhelmed with that slap. She leaned weekly against the wall, feeling a deep chill.

a backward glance, his purpose in meeting

slap.

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tears clouded her vision. Her heart shattered into pieces with that slap and was

question him, but her voice

Her father…

escorted Violet gave Patrick a look of disapproval

Boss!”

responded curtly with a single command,

then exited the café.

room for an unknown amount of time. Her tears flowed uncontrollably down her cheeks, feeling forsaken

Violet arrived at the office, the mark of the slap visible on her

she encountered

and said concernedly,

and continued on her way.

work, watched with a conflicted look in his eyes, yet

silent.

was going to meet Violet last

who hit her?”

the outside, but she was overjoyed on the inside.

I shouldn’t have said those things about Violet.” Oliver stepped in to

assuring her, “It’s not your fault.”

her face, and whispered, “I feel so terrible,

sharply with Violet’s indifferent demeanor, reinforcing

made the right

his affection. He resolved not to

head inside, or you’ll be late,”

sense of glee upon seeing Violet standing at a distance, almost laughing at her

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mother–daughter duo had spent the night worrying

their answer. Strangely,

abuzz with whispers

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